Luna's POV

I can't help but think about our next session together. It seems like all I can think about, even during lectures. My mind keeps drifting back to our kiss, to the way those girls looked at me with such envy afterward. Their jealous whispers actually made me feel proud instead of ashamed.

The professor's voice becomes nothing more than background noise as I replay every moment from yesterday. The way Liam looked at me, the gentleness in his touch, the promise in his eyes. I'm ...